To whom it may concern,
A cold hand touches the fuzzy skin of a peach,
The touch of none other than Hannah.
Who cares for the fruit,
touched by so many?
Beaucoup!
If you have touched you care.
The humans are playing darts with the peach,
So many people have touched it,
Will one think it fresh and eat it?
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interesting thoughts
http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/04/14/in-remission/
I’d have to be the weird one and peel it first. 🙂
Good point, though a really good peach is easy to love and hard to leave.
its a tough world and a peach can get pretty beat up…the darts yeah i felt them…and i think it is possible for one to love sucha peach